Bobby, I'm of yo' shit, nigga! I'm tired of you in at 3 o'clock in the fucking mornin' (Yo, yo, yo, yo) Nigga, you got a here You act like you don't fuckin' know that (Check) (Yo, yo, yo) Nigga, the fuck?
(Yo, yo, yo, yo) Digital, these should be crazy (Growin' up in Cali) up as a Brooklyn baby (Yo, yo, yo) Bedstuy, this is my (Yo, yo, yo)
A Brooklyn baby, I was born up in County Inside the womb seven before the Queen found me Up in wroughty Brownsville with around me Now gat in Staten with cream team around me
They called me Bobby, cousin, really got the black Taught his son how to cats like Lee Harvey Oswald, all's well that well My big brother Divine, he pushed the Benz
I got the Range, broke and rockin' heavy chains I'm from the of men who would bury Kings On the back of the A-train, my I make a phat hit or should I take cream?
From the Clan that you Cash Rules I make soul tracks, you grab ass too Give respect to the Prince he pass through Might have a chocolate deluxe in a shoe
Cousin Billy, known to the black Uzi Two-two in of the Jakes like Jack Ruby on TV where you see B-O-B-B-Y D-I-G-I-T-A-L, A-L, things ain't too
Digital, these should be crazy Growin' up as a Brooklyn Bedstuy, is my life
Digital, these niggas be crazy Growin' up as a baby This is how I live my (Yeah)
Peace Lafyetee, Stuyvesant, X Shot dice on green, we from Calasky y'all It's Fred Glassy, through traffic Get the herb, get the God, Ra'
What's the on things? Through the phone I the bangin' sounds In the background, down I'm what the people missin' We extreme with the murder theme Don't sleep, get ya split to the white meat
Big guns, South we blaze Shippin' bodies back up North, the Weston Wild Texan, no Long hit the dead arm Planet Earth, of Islam
Brooklyn, I was physically born, clothes Rough tacklin' the streets, Math' spine Technics We bring heat to the party, drinkin' Bacardi shorties for the homies who ain't here
Digital, these niggas should be Growin' up as a Brooklyn Bedstuy, is my life
(Bobby, you why, that shit I said about you) Digital, these should be crazy (That's right, you shit, nigga) Growin' up as a baby (You ain't shit, but a big and a mothafuckin' cheque) This is how I my life (All that fuckin' Brooklyn shit, shit)
(Nigga, the fuck up!) Digital, these should be crazy (What the is up with you, nigga?) (You shit, nigga) Growin' up as a baby (Comin' in off that shit) (What the fuck?) Bedstuy, this is my (I'm of yo' shit) (What the fuck is that anyway?)
(What the fuck?) Digital, these niggas be crazy (And cousin Billy, I'm sick of that mothafucka) Growin' up as a Brooklyn (That mothafucka never come up in this) This is how I live my (Mothafuckin' ever again)
(He's a criminal mothafuckin' gangsta, see shit?) Digital, these niggas should be (A criminal, I'm of that shit) Growin' up as a Brooklyn (I'm of yo' shit, Bobby) Bedstuy, is my life (Brooklyn this, that) (What the fuck, nigga?)
Digital, these niggas be crazy (I know why I love your stupid ass anyway) Growin' up as a Brooklyn (Pssh, but I do love you ) is how I live my life
Digital, these niggas be crazy Growin' up as a baby Bedstuy, this is my
Digital, these should be crazy up as a Brooklyn baby This is how I my life